Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Brooklyn

I gasp and push the door shut and then bolt-bolt-from the hallway.

I've always been fast, but now, panic moves me faster than I thought I could go.

I scramble up the stairs, sprint across the kitchen, pull open the kitchen door and then use the banister to propel myself up the main stairs two steps at a time.

Aden is a monster! He's an actual psychopath!

Of course, I had already made this assessment-in jail when I'd interviewed him. Then again when he kidnapped me. But now?

Seeing it play out like that right in front of my face, the truth feels like it has hit home inside of me.

I reach the top of the stairs and throw myself towards my room, my fingers inches from my doorknob, when something grabs me around my waist, hauling me back against a solid body—

"Please! No!"

I scramble, shrieking, trying to get free, but Aden holds me fast. He grabs me by the hair at the base of my neck, forcing my head back, my face turned up towards his.

I pant in his arms, pinned against him, finally still.

I tell you to do, Brooklyn?" he asks, his voice

remembering my rationale for being there.

says. He

backwards, my feet working to keep up as I feel the

my bedroom press

then we're in my room. I work hard to align this beautiful, safe space with

monster inside

up against the wall. My breath comes fast

pressed against mine. I blink up at him, realizing that

effect. The Mafia King may have rejected his Alpha roots

can feel it so strongly I could almost reach out

breath starts coming more evenly. I look

loosening in my hair, beginning to

from him as

watching me work?" he asks, his voice

lip starts to tremble. I see him look down

happens to people who watch me when they're not supposed

I shake

to my ear, the stubble of his jaw brushing against my

punished,"

my breath matching up with my pounding heart, my chest pressing against his. I know he can feel

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